Yesterday I told my Dad I’ve been having some relatively minor issues with eating; using it as a way to feel in control. On the phone he was kind but basically quite dismissive.
Today, he’s discussed it with my Mum and they’ve jointly decided that it’s a VERY SERIOUS problem.
This very serious problem can only be combatted by me telling them everything I eat and following their advice about what I ought to be eating. They’re primarily concerned that it will have an effect on my exam performance. They want daily reports.
I know they mean well and I know that I’m incredibly, fantastically lucky to have parents that care about me. However, it is frustrating. I’m trying to stop policing myself; I don’t need someone else to police me as well. Not ideal.